The old lady was truly heartbroken, after all, she had raised him herself for several years. You develop feelings for cats and dogs, let alone her own grandson.

But she was also genuinely angry, angry that Ye Hua didn't take her seriously and tried to kill herself at the slightest setback; she was such a coward.

They had such a hard life back then. There wasn't a single grain of rice in the house, and her three sons cried from hunger. Several times, she tied her belt up to her neck, but she would loosen it again and steal some sweet potatoes from the production team in the middle of the night. She didn't even cook them, but the three brothers ate them with great relish. After they were full, they stopped crying.

After that, she encountered so many obstacles, but the old lady persevered through them all. She often felt that people are born into this world to suffer. There is no end to suffering, no end to happiness. She was not afraid of hardship as long as there was something to strive for. Now life is much better. Back then, she never imagined that she would have such a good life now.

We can eat meat every day, and we can eat dry food at every meal. We can throw away clothes when they are torn, and the children don't wear patched clothes anymore. We don't need to make shoes and clothes anymore; we can buy them ready-made. We can put as much oil as we want when cooking, and we no longer have to use a pound of oil to last us through the whole winter like before.

The old lady really couldn't understand why Ye Hua would try to kill himself when life was already so good.

"Don't worry, this is the best hospital in the country, and the doctors are the best too. Ye Hua will be fine," Ye Qingqing comforted her.

The old lady was very grateful, "Thank you so much..."

Ye Hua's two uncles were also very grateful, but they felt a pang of sadness. Their eldest brother had caused her so much trouble back then, and now they had to rely on this girl. Fortunately, she was a magnanimous person who didn't hold a grudge.

Ye Qingqing smiled but didn't say anything; she was only doing it for Xiao Tong's sake.

The doctors immediately began emergency treatment for Ye Hua and were very busy. The family members could only wait outside. Ye Qingqing checked the time and saw that it was almost eight o'clock, so she asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Ye Tong shook her head, "Grandma and Uncle refuse to eat, saying they can't eat."

“No matter how bad you feel, you have to eat, otherwise you won’t be able to hold on any longer. I’ll go buy some food and eat something.”

Ye Qingqing's tone left no room for refusal. She went out and ordered some food from a restaurant near the hospital entrance, asking them to deliver it to her.

"I've already bought them. If I don't eat them, they'll just go to waste. Let's not waste them."

Ye Qingqing brought out the food. The old lady really had no appetite, but she was even more unwilling to waste food. At home, she wouldn't waste a single grain of rice; even if it went bad, she would feed it to the chickens. Seeing that Ye Qingqing had bought so much, she couldn't help but grumble, "Too much food, buy less, it's a waste of money..."

The two brothers glanced at Ye Qingqing, and fearing she would be unhappy, they quietly nudged the old lady to stop talking. Only then did the old lady realize that Ye Qingqing was no longer her granddaughter, and she had no right to speak ill of her. Her expression darkened.

"Eat more, don't waste food."

The old lady really couldn't eat anymore, so she ate a little and then stopped. The two brothers were farmers who usually ate a lot, and even though they were in a bad mood, they still finished all the food according to the principle of not wasting it.

After the meal, everyone felt much better. Ye Hua was still in critical condition, and Ye Qingqing inquired about the reasons for his suicide attempt.

The old woman sighed and said remorsefully, "I went to the young widow's house to make a scene a few days ago. Xiao Hua came back and argued with me. In a fit of anger, I told him to go die. He... I had no idea he would actually die..."

The second son couldn't help but complain, "Mom, you know how fast Xiaohua has changed over the years. He keeps everything to himself and won't tell anyone. His master also told you to scold him less in the future, saying that if you keep scolding him, he'll become a coward and won't amount to anything."